Sword of Coming

The girl in pink skirt ran out of the attic holding a large armful of ancient books. When she saw this scene, she looked at Chen Ping'an with some fear in her eyes.

At the same time, a child in green clothes fell from the sky, his clothes were ragged and in a state of embarrassment. There was a golden light flowing around him, like a fierce soldier escorting a prisoner.

The boy in green was lying on the ground panting. He wiped the blood from his face and turned to look at the unknown dragon crossing the river. The anger in his eyes couldn't go away. This is not surprising. It is dominating the river outside the city. After having been blessed for hundreds of years, and suddenly being beaten to the point of being reduced to a lost dog, it is natural that there is a lot of resentment in one's heart.

Cui Zhang snapped his fingers, and the golden light flew back to his sleeve like a swallow returning to its nest.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an was a little confused, Cui Chan said with a smile: "Sir, do you remember that outside Yefu Pass, my husband and I were bragging about how generous the apprenticeship ceremony was, and we talked about this natal flying sword that was temporarily unowned, named 'Golden Autumn' , the quality is good, and you don’t need to be at a high level to control it, and it operates smoothly.”

Cui Chan grinned, quite proudly, "The previous owner of Feijian was once a well-deserved swordsman in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. He was a chess fanatic. Maybe his brain was caught by the door panel, and he even thought of changing his ways and switching from sword cultivator to sword master. He entered the chess field, but he was not good at chess. He bet with me and lost to my flying sword. But in the final analysis, he also wanted to sink the boat and did not want to have any connection with this flying sword."

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "So, can Lin Shouyi use this 'Golden Autumn'?"

Cui Chang looked like he had a toothache, "Sir, I am not as partial as you. Of course Lin Shouyi can use it, but if he is responsible for refining and driving it, it will definitely be a waste of natural resources. I would give it to you as a student, but I would never give it to Lin Shouyi." An outsider."

The girl in pink skirt and the boy in green looked at each other knowingly, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Middle-earth, swordsmanship, chess, gambling on life.

These words strung together are enough to shock the world.

Chen Pingan looked around and saw nothing strange. He was ready to leave and continue on his way.

"Sir, please wait for a moment. Let me explain the truth first, so that the next journey back home will not cause any complications." Cui Han thought for a moment, and then took out the place where Fulongguan Zhenshan was originally located. Bao's inkstone gave an order to Huang Tingguo's pair of fire pythons and water snakes: "Put the real body into it quickly. My patience is not very good. My rule is to only do two things. If you dare to delay again, don't blame me..."

Before he said a few words, Cui Zhang was already murderous. He just wanted to slap the kid in green clothes to death, out of sight and out of mind. After all, according to the plan of Longquan County, he could catch up with the old dragon. The relationship is enough. The fire python and water snake in front of me is not of high moral character and has not yet completed its transformation into a dragon. It is far inferior to the Hanshi River God of Dashui Mansion. In the final analysis, their capture is just a small icing on the cake. In the beginning But now that the treasure house in Fangcunwu cannot be opened, I just want to subdue the two little guys for "my husband". Even if they are not of much use, they can keep them by their side in the future to help guard the mountain. With Li Zhudongtian's special background, it is barely feasible.

So he, Cui Chan, really doesn't care about their life and death. Now that the teacher is a teacher and the student is a student, Cui Chan knows very well Chen Ping'an's character. He is really a stone in the pit, smelly and hard. If he doesn't recognize himself, just give him a Thousands of fire pythons and water snakes are useless. Now that I have recognized myself, the absence of two insignificant little guys will not be a problem at all.

Thinking of this, Cui Han had mixed feelings. Dealing with Chen Pingan, it was really tiring to say that he was tired. It felt more strenuous than moving the Five Mountains. But when he crossed the invisible threshold of finding a way, he felt a strange feeling. It feels like it can actually make such a wily and scheming person as Grand Master Dali give him some... peace of mind.

Seeing the golden light flowing out of the sleeves of the boy in white, the boy in green quickly stood up, knelt down and kowtowed, "I beg the immortal masters to spare my life. I am willing to go through fire and water for the immortal masters, and I will not regret it even if I die!"

The pink-skirted girl who had read thousands of books in the Zhilan Mansion Library felt a little ashamed of being in the same company. She was not the kind of monster who talked nonsense.

Cui Han was too lazy to talk nonsense to the water snake kid, so he raised the inkstone and said, "I'll count to three."

The girl in the pink skirt hesitated for a moment, then a small flame python as thin as silk sprang out from the center of her eyebrows and flew into the inkstone. Then her face turned white and her figure was shaky.

Seeing this, the boy in green could only sigh arrogantly and murmur, "That's all, he who knows the current affairs is a hero." He saw smoke coming from his seven orifices, and finally condensed into a small black and green snake slightly thicker than a fire python, and flew into the inkstone. A python and a snake curled up inside the inkstone, daring not to move at all.

After all, there is an old dragon sleeping soundly on the edge of the inkstone. That is the ancestor of monsters like them, maybe eighteen generations away.

Cui Chan put away the inkstone that the dead men of Great Li sent him on the way, and said with a sneer: "Don't be ungrateful, but with a little restraint, you can use it to sharpen your realm, and replace it with a monster belonging to the dragon of other continents. If you have The two of us had this opportunity before us, and we had already broken our heads in begging for it."

The girl in a pink skirt, who had grown up in a small space like the library since her childhood, bowed and thanked her.

The boy in Tsing Yi, who had always been carefree and wild by nature, curled his lips in disapproval.

Cui Chan turned a blind eye to this and said with a playful smile: "Do you know Longquan County of Dali? In the place where the Lizhu Cave sky shattered and fell, my husband was a rich man there. He owned five mountains and also collected a lot of snake gallbladders full of spiritual energy. Shi, this thing is made from the spiritual blood of the last true dragon in the world. You can weigh its value yourself. So, I will serve my husband well all the way."

The girl in the pink skirt's eyes lit up, and she bowed to Chen Ping'an, her face full of joy, "I am willing to follow you, sir."

The boy in green was more crisp and clear. With a thump, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said with a thud, "Master, there is no shortage of beautiful women and maids to warm the bed. I know quite a few, and there are many people in the practice. As long as the master nods." , I will kidnap you for the master right now...oh no, I will invite him over in an eight-carat sedan chair."

Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead and glanced at Cui Han. Could it be that birds of a feather flock together? How do you provoke these ungrateful freaks? On the other hand, around him, Baoping, Li Huai and Lin Shouyi were all serious.

After being cut off by the old scholar, Cui Chan is now a young man with a youthful temperament, but his vision, vision, and city are still there. With this glance, Cui Chan can guess a lot about Chen Pingan's thoughts. Eighty-eight, a little helpless, how can children like Li Baoping be normal? To take a step back, is Chen Pingan normal? How many people in the world want to hit a million times with a broken move that breaks the boxing spectrum, and then talk about other things?

The boy in green raised his head and said, "Sir, Cao Hushan of Zhilan Prefecture has a young son who was responsible for keeping an eye on me by the riverside outside the city. He is not a high-level person, but his moral skills are not bad. His talent is quite good, and he has a fairy family mansion as his backer. , I guess he has reunited with his father now. If he lets it go, he will be in trouble in the future. Do you want me to..."

The child made a gesture of opening his mouth wide and eating it in one bite.

Cui Chen smiled and said: "After I deal with you, I will only explain half of my truth. From now on, you just go out of the city with your husband, and I will stay and finish."

Chen Pingan nodded and warned: "Don't kill indiscriminately."

Cui Chen laughed and said, "Sir, how dare students not listen to what you say."

The bamboo basket moved slightly, and Chen Pingan turned around to look. The locust wood sword swayed slightly. The cute little girl in gold followed the wooden sword and basket on her back to Chen Pingan's shoulder and waved to him. Chen Pingan understood. , turning his head, this weird spirit who had been living in the locust sword whispered in his ear. After Chen Pingan listened carefully, he said to Cui Han: "It told me that if you arrive at the Great Sui Academy , I want you to say two sentences to Mao Xiaodong, one is 'Heaven and man are divided, nature becomes false', the other is 'Rituals determine ethics, and the law is supreme'."

Cui Yi sighed softly, with a complicated look on his face.

Obviously, one sentence was the farewell message given to him by the old scholar, and the other sentence should be the last words Qi Jingchun originally hoped to convey to Mao Xiaodong through Chen Ping'an's mouth.

Cui Han was a little discouraged and pointed at the little figure on Chen Pingan's shoulder, "This is the only remaining incense figure in Lizhu Cave. Most of it has been molded into gold. It is very rare. There is a mountain temple in Luoluo Mountain, sir. That statue The mountain god is quite trustworthy. In the future, he can raise this little incense man in the temple, using the incense burner as his house and the incense as his food."

The girl in gold standing on Chen Pingan's shoulder hesitated, and finally took a deep breath and looked at Cui Han, "Mr. Qi also left a message, but at that time he said that you might not have a chance. Now that you have recognized Chen Pingan as your Sir, although he is still a bad person, I think I can tell you something."

Cui Chan was stunned on the spot, feeling a little agitated in his heart, and slowly said seriously: "I'm all ears."

The little incense man in gold clothes said in a childish voice: "The student asked, "The crab has six knees and two claws." What's the explanation? Is it a clerical error? The teacher replied, "A poor scholar is short of money."

Cui Chan laughed so hard that tears flowed out.

Everyone felt baffled.

Cui Chan walked to the library alone, unable to stop laughing. As he walked, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned his head and said with a smile: "Sir, I won't give it away."

Cui Chan walked into the library, looked at Chen Ping'an's back from the second floor window, and shouted loudly: "Sir, if you encounter a big problem, you can go back to the old minister of the Ministry of Revenue and tell him that you are As long as I am my husband, it would be even better if you could say against your will that you and the old scholar have a half-teacher-student relationship!"

Chen Pingan turned around and said, "I know, just be careful."

Cui Han waved his hand and murmured: "Get up and do it, you and I will encourage each other."

Cui Zhang climbed all the way to the top and reached the sixth floor, where he climbed up and looked into the distance.

The reason why he was reluctant to go up to this level before was not because there was any mystery here, but because the young man's mind was at work again, which reminded Cui Chang of some unpleasant past events.

Whether it is the first disciple of Wen Sheng or the Great Li State Master, they all came from the youth.

Cui Zhang reached the top floor, fell backwards, and put the ancient inkstone aside, not caring about the dust staining his white clothes.

He turned his head and looked at the inkstone, "Since we have already started, why not go all out and catch all the evil dragons in the ancient Shu Kingdom and raise them all in it?"

Cui Chang looked at the colorful caisson on the roof, which was carved with a majestic dragon.

It is different from the library in my memory. It is dimly lit and does not have such a beautiful scenery.

Cui Chen closed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.

I still remember that when he was young, he was extremely talented but had an unstable mind, so he was cruelly "imprisoned" in a small attic on the top floor of the library by his grandfather who had high hopes for him. The stairs were moved away, and food boxes were delivered with ropes for three meals. Sadhu can solve it in such a big place.

Of course there is a toilet, which is changed every day. In order to resist and express their anger and dissatisfaction, the children often tear off the pages of books and use them as toilet paper, or fold paper into small paper kites and throw them out of the building through a small window to catch the wind. And Fei, and every time he would hear his grandfather yelling curses under the attic on crutches.

At that time, the most important thing Cui Chan did was to pile up all the books in the attic, stand on top of the tall pile of books, lie down on the window and look at the river outside the city. He would often look at it for several hours.

At that time, Cui Zhang was not called Cui Zhang, but Cui Zhen. The word "纺" means the sound of water, while the word "巉" means "majestic mountains and ridges".

The grandfather who named him, of course, hoped that when he grew up, his grandson would possess the beauty of famous mountains and rivers in terms of moral conduct and knowledge, be wise and benevolent, and have beautiful mountains and rivers. He would be able to become a scholar and become a gentleman and a sage. But the child didn't appreciate it. After finally walking down from the attic, he soon left his hometown to travel far away, out of his home country, out of a continent, and finally reached the Middle-earth Divine Continent. He just regretted that he was not far enough away from that stubborn old man. The further away the better, and the cursor was deliberately removed, leaving only the character "瀺" that I liked more. In the long years to come, I always called myself Cui Chan.

Even though Cui Chan returned to Aquarius Continent and became the Grand Master of Great Li, he still never returned to his hometown.

Don't want to go back.

Cui Zhang opened his eyes and wiped his face with his sleeve, "What are you looking at? I've never seen an old man feel sad."

An old man in Confucian shirt appeared on the top floor. He was the old dragon. The old man stared at the square inkstone with a gloomy expression.

Cui Han did not stand up. He waved his sleeves and flicked the inkstone towards the old man. "Your three hundred years of cultivation have been wiped out. What happened last time is settled. You don't have to rush to Longquan County to help arrest him." The remnants of the dragon genus, regardless of age or age, were all locked up in the inkstone. My husband kept a lot of the best-quality snake gallstones and did not take them out of his hometown. It was a good thing that he didn't take them out. Otherwise, with his temperament, , God knows if I will become a child who spends his money and squander it all early. Now is the time, and I can make the best use of it in the future."

Cui Chan sat up and shook his shoulders casually.

The old dragon put away the inkstone and clearly sensed the change in the young man's mood. The anger in his heart instantly disappeared and turned into helplessness and admiration, "The national master is worthy of being the national master."

Cui Han sighed, "From nothing to three, from three to five, it's not worth making a fuss about. It's rare in this small Aquarius Continent, but if it were replaced by the Middle Earth Divine Continent, you wouldn't even have to stay there for a thousand years." Years, in just one hundred years, you will find countless amazing geniuses, who rise rapidly and then fall instantly, which will even make you dizzy. In the end, you will find that only old age will not die, and old age will not die. , that’s what’s really great.”

The old man in a scholar's shirt, the founder of the Ziyang Mansion and the father of the Hanshi River God, and the nominally retired old minister of Huang Tingguo, shook his head and said with a smile: "That is not a place for us to stay. Once discovered, there is a high probability that those few will be killed. It’s a big dynasty, let’s skin it and cramp it.”

Cui Chan was still sitting on the ground and said with a dull expression: "Things have changed again. In the Great Li capital, some people feel that you cannot convince the public as the head of the Piyun Mountain New Academy. Although I object, His Majesty the Emperor has decided to only let If you become the deputy mountain leader, you may not be able to secure the second position. This is because I, Cui Han, made a mistake first, so if you go back on your word, I will not have any objections."

The old man smiled calmly and said: "The deputy mountain master sitting at the back? I think it's good. You don't need to be a forest bird."

Cui Chan turned around and frowned: "Be polite to me now, but if you regret it later, I won't be so easy to talk to."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not a polite statement."

Cui Chan's weird temperament was revealed again. Instead of feeling relieved, he sarcastically said: "No wonder you can live so long."

The old man didn't care about this and said with emotion: "Now I just hope to live longer."

Cui Yi stood up, and without any movement, all the dust shook off his white clothes and floated away, "Next, please send me to Sui Dynasty. After that, you can come back here, put an end to the affairs of Zhilan Mansion, and you can instigate rebellion. The water god outside the city."

The old man looked strange.

Cui Zhang walked up to the old man and said with a smile: "What's the matter, are you not used to people riding on your neck? What's there to be embarrassed about? In ancient times, gods and men rode on dragons, just like today's rich people ride on horses. Just like a donkey, it’s so normal.”

The old man in Confucian shirt smiled bitterly and said resignedly: "Then I'll wait for you outside the building?"

Cui Yi nodded, and the old man's figure disappeared in a flash.

Over the city head of this state city, suddenly there was a strong wind and heavy clouds drooping, almost touching the top of the library.

The righteous god of river water outside the city turned into a human body, standing by the water, looking up, full of awe.

The same is true for the three gods in the Chenghuang Pavilion and the Wenwu Twin Temples.

Cui Chang tiptoed, floated out of the attic window, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and landed on the head of an old dragon. He sat cross-legged, and the old dragon waggled its tail and moved forward in the wind.

A young man in white with a mole between his eyebrows looks like a legendary god riding a dragon.

Cui Zhang smiled knowingly, closed his eyes, made a hand seal, and practiced the sword furnace stake setting out of boredom.

Those who are close to vermilion are red.

Over there at the city gate, Chen Ping'an turned around and saw a sea of ​​clouds billowing in the sky.

Next to him were two children who looked like book boys, one on the left and one on the right.

As soon as the boy in green clothes walked out of the city gate, he felt like a tiger had returned from the mountains and a dragon had entered the sea. He said arrogantly: "Master, that guy is quite cruel."

The little girl in pink skirt glanced at her sworn enemy who spoke openly, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and gently pressed on the head of the boy in green, "He is my student."

The kid in green clothes was so frightened that he ran away quickly.

Chen Pingan continued to move forward.

Is this considered a black man who is close to the ink?